An incorrigible hagengages my loneliness –like an assassin sniffing outany scent of vulnerability I am lowering standardsthis history of imprisonmentenabling inappropriate openings I cry for new perspectiveponder after boundariesintending to defend Like an unwanted bullseyeI am pursued on repeatmalice considering mea problem to be solved Who is this old womanwhose thoughts are daggerswho calls upon […]
I know that abyss –swallowed up as I waspunch-drunk on darkness Bled as I emerged,each reach a scrape –there was release too Revived now, I honourthat passage, recognizethe making of a woman. (Making of a Woman first appeared here, December 2021. Image: self portrait in ink)
One Woman's Quest II 
Heart finding wings!
Good one, VJ 🙂
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Thanks Hammad!
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The lightness afterwards is beyond words.
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It’s so true. Thanks Paul.
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The letting go doesn’t come easily…
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No, it does not…
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That was my thought as well. But the letting go is liberating, even it takes a very long time to get there.
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I’ll keep working on it! 😊
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As will I!
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